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Just after the New Year, the new capital of Qingqi has been moved to the imperial capital of the former Chizhao and renamed Qingdu.

Qingdu Prince's Mansion.

Qi Ziyuan closed his eyes and half leaned on the chair, the room was warm like spring, wearing only a single coat, leaning against the window of the garden was opened, the snowflakes that were as white as willow catkins fell one by one, and a few old plums in the garden proudly spit out their stamens, and the fragrance was overflowing.

A gray-clothed man quietly pushed the door and walked in, "Your Highness, the person has been brought." ”

Qi Ziyuan raised his eyelids slightly, reached out and rubbed his forehead: "Bring it in." ”|

The man in gray clapped his hands, the door was opened again, and a woman in red was pushed in, and one staggered, kneeling on the ground, trembling, clutching the carpet on the ground with both hands, and her head was almost lowered to the ground.

Qi Ziyuan glanced at it and said lightly: "Raise your head." ”

The woman in red stiffened, and slowly raised her head, if Xiling Lan was present, she would definitely be able to recognize that this woman was the one who was poisoned in Yanshui that day.

Qi Ziyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression softened: "Do you remember me?" ”

The woman in red was so frightened that she shook her body before she spoke, her voice like a mosquito: "You, who are you?" ”

Qi Ziyuan smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly bloomed like a hundred flowers, gorgeous and dazzling, dazzling the eyes of the woman in red.

A trace of obsession flashed in the eyes of the woman in red, looking at Qi Ziyuan.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Qi Ziyuan's heart, but when he thought of his plan, he still endured it and smiled more gently: "That day, I was easy to hide from the enemy's pursuit, and I was accidentally fascinated by the medicinal properties of the poison, which made the girl lightly, and caused the girl to be highly poisonous, and almost died. But at that time, because of the urgency of the situation, I could only leave first, which was really sorry for not thinking about my mother, can the girl blame her? ”

Only then did the woman in red realize that the beautiful and extraordinary man in front of her was actually the son she had saved, and her heart that had been panicking calmed down a little, and when she saw that the son was talking to herself so gently and carelessly, she immediately shook her head desperately: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you!" ”

Qi Ziyuan smiled with satisfaction and hooked the thin corners of his lips: "Speaking of which, the girl has a life-saving grace for Zaixia, and she left in a hurry that day, and she hasn't asked the girl's name yet?" ”

The woman in red was taken by her grandfather to live in the countryside since she was a child, how could she ever see such a stunning man? A touch of red light flew over his face, and he said shyly: "The slave family is called Wang Yanzhen, and the family calls me Zhen'er." ”

Qi Ziyuan hid the disgust in his eyes well, and nodded gently: "Okay, I'll call you Zhen'er too." ”

Wang Yanzhen nodded shyly, her face turned even redder, she twisted her hands timidly, she didn't stand up, she didn't continue to kneel and sit, the girl who grew up in the countryside had a casual temperament, and she didn't have the restraint of everyone's ladies, so she glanced at Qi Ziyuan with her eyes.

Qi Ziyuan ignored it, and only continued to ask: "Zhen'er, you were highly poisoned at that time, and after I woke up, I was supposed to detoxify you, but I was misunderstood, and I was chased and killed, so I could only escape." I thought it would hurt you, but I didn't want to leave a regret, so I sent someone to your house, wanting to compensate your family for a few points, but I didn't expect you to be alive, and the people were not sensible, so they actually brought you over, you won't be surprised, right? ”

Like a god, the man who often appears when he dreams back at midnight asks himself so cautiously, with a look of fear that he will blame, which makes Wang Yanzhen's heart soften into a puddle of water, and a little resentment has long disappeared, and what remains is full of emotion and happiness: "No wonder, Gongzi still remembers Zhen'er, it is Zhen'er's blessing." ”